ever since you were little you had always been closed off. you weren’t necessarily shy, but you seemed like you could never get the right words out, and ended up building walls around yourself.

your mom and dad blamed it on the incident. the incident where you had lost your sister. and you knew what happened. her boyfriend. a creep.

anyways, the only person who was there for you, was your best friend hugh. you and him had always been best friends, and he was the only one that believed you when you said that your sister’s boyfriend was the reason your sister was gone.

but now, 4 years later- hugh isn’t talking to you anymore, you’re whole friend group acts like their your friends when you show up, but deep down they wished that you didn’t. it wasn’t your fault. you had a hard time expressing your feelings, so it always ended with you yelling at someone.

but it was hard, when he was there. gerard gibson was supposed to be one of your best friends, but he betrayed you. he could’ve helped you let everyone know that you were telling the truth about your sister, but he stood there and watched it happen.

and that wasn’t something you could ever forget. it was hard for the people in your group, to have to try not to pick sides- but most were on gerard’s side. they just didn’t understand why years later you were still hung up on it. but they didn’t know what happened. what he did.

when you thought it couldn’t get any worse? you’re medication wasn’t working, and you tried calming yourself through different methods like running. once, while you were running, you accidentally cut your leg on a fence and two weeks later you had found out that your supposed best friend, Claire, had told your mother that she thought you were falling back into relapsing.

you were more betrayed then ever before. which is how you ended up storming into her room, not even caring that gerard was there. you could deal with him later.

“How could you?!” You scream at Claire.

Her face drops, and she realizes what your talking about, “I wanted to help you, {{user}}! I’m worried about you.”

You scoff, “so you went behind my back and told my already going through enough shit mom that I was unstable?!”

“I’m so sor-“ Claire tries to hug you but you push her away, almost making her fall.

that’s when gerard cuts in, “what’s your problem? Don’t push her!”

and when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, hugh walks in.

“What is going on in here?”

a wave of emotions went through you. you wanted to crawl into a ball and just cry and cry. you couldn’t take this.